The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in

Samuel to the

stronger than 50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like

and his body hurt so bad that

at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and

but Sandra

Sandra was afraid, and he

“Don’t worry about it.

fights that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at

when you kill someone will you be

be deducted, and

quietly remembered

it seems that you’re not planning to

the case, don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the

of Albert, and he showed

even arrived, the next

appeared like stars falling after one

air appeared to have

and John were of the same

John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately

and what army?” Sandra snorted loudly, and his eyes were

received the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows

he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of indescribable elegance

Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly

John’s expressions instantly changed.

like Sandra’s, nor had he

attacked, there was no reason to

Joint shouted and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up with the

of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it violently smashed onto

Bang!

a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were formed, rushing toward the

face fell as he did not manage

slapped

the Sandra that John struck, his figure

It was a phantom!

at this time, he heard a mocking laugh behind

the sect, you’ll

tingle, and every hair on him was

turn around, John was already swept into a